Wooh oh oooh this is world war me Wooh oh oooh I will never find peace I look into the mirror and I hate what I've become 'Cause I'm the only casualty from damage that I've done I'm the only enemy in world war me Wooh Oh oooh this is world war me Wooh oh

And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street Going back to the corner where I first saw you Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move 'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me And your heart starts to wonder

And maybe I'll get lucky tonight Find me a girl, take my heartache away Sad, sad blues I'll see you another day, wouldn't that be so fine? Maybe I'll get lucky tonight She left about three weeks ago A single man is a new thing But I've been here before

I would be lucky to find me a man Who could love me the way that I am I need a hand with my worrisome heart I need a break from my troubling ways I need a man who got no baggage to claim With this here worrisome heart With all my troubling ways A

Sometimes I feel like a man on fire, Sometimes I feel like a man possessed, Sometimes I want to burn down this crazy town. Don't it make you stop and wonder why? I walk these streets each and every day Trying to find some work just to earn my pay Just to

Though I never pray God reigns today Let's be, let's be love And if I never stand on another corner trying hard to be a father If I never need again I'll find that sleep again Oh, once you crawl in, you never come back again Oh, and once you crawl in,

You can't always get what you want You get what you need I saw her today at the reception But if you try sometimes you just might find A glass of wine in her hand At her feet was her footloose man You just might find I knew she would meet her connection

For street niggas livin with they lives on the line For young guns comin' up during these times For police that find drugs let niggas slide For your mans not snitchin' when the pressure is tight For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike For

A night of poetry and motion The prophecy in destiny was falling And calling out to me And will we find our destination Within a time of resignation At 69, until the end of time Around the world in eighty days we sailed the

I believe (I believe) I raise my hands, bow my head I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red They tell me that there's more to life than just what I can see Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up